#relation

For better or for worse, but not for lunch,... ↗

— Abigail Thomas

#marriage #relationships #humor

Okay, then, what was he like? Just give me something to go on so that I have a shot at him!' 'A shot at him? Are you on an elk hunt? ↗

— Sara Zarr

#humor #relationships #teenagers #humor

I couldn't take much more of this. Being the object two men competed for wasn't as glamorous as it sounded in the movies. The two men who both wanted one hundred percent of my time weren't dashing, international playboys. They were undead and surprisingly immature, considering the youngest was just over a hundred years old. ↗

— Jennifer Armintrout

#love-triangle #men-and-women #relationships #humor

Love goes together with acceptance ↗

— Dillis Tembo

#humor

Normally writers do not talk much,because they are saving their conversations for the readers of their book- those invisible listeners with whom we wish to strike a sympathetic chord. ↗

— Ruskin Bond

#humor

I can't seem to fathom that the things important to me are not important to other people as well, and so I come off sounding like a missionary, someone whose job it is to convert rather than listen. ↗

— David Sedaris

#humor

Then i imagined a lifetime of having to cry to get him to be kind, and I went back to no again. ↗

— Mary Ann Shaffer

#men #relationships #imagination

She has no regrets; she knows now he could never have made her happy, even though he has, apparently, joined AA, is doing better. But sobriety is his journey, not hers; he needs to do it for himself, alone. Still, she misses him hugely, doesn't feel ready for another relationship yet. But as time passes, she hopes that she might be, eventually, with someone new, easier, kinder. ↗

— Sarah Rayner

#moving-on #relationships #time #love

Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days... ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#cute #kisses #love #quotes #relationships

What's agitating about solitude is the inner voice telling you that you should be mated to somebody, that solitude is a mistake. The inner voice doesn't care about who you find. It just keeps pestering you, tormenting you--if you happen to be me--with homecoming queens first, then girls next door, and finally anybody who might be pleased to see you now and then at the dinner table and in bed on occasion. You look up from reading the newspaper and realize that no one loves you, and no one burns for you. ↗

— Charles Baxter

#relationships #settling #solitude #love